Friday, June 30, 2006

I hate myself for needing this,
I love our twisted little mess.
I know it's wrong but it just feel right,
The taste of tears is bittersweet tonight.


Damnit. Right after withdrew the emo streak in me, Nsync- This I Promise You, just HAD to play. Blah, the whole week's been straightfoward useless.

I've got nothing to blog about. School sucks, it seemed like bedtime every lesson. And I hate it when I can't keep up with the boring droning. My wonderful teacher had already implied that I'm not up to the 'O' Levels, that I'm gonna stay back, and rot away, die happily, R.I.P. Yeah, I suppose so, huh. They should just shoot them teachers before they shoot our souls.

I just found out something worrying about my health. Aashdkjasd. It's killing me.

And this lousy feeling inside of me doesn't make things better. I'mma well disappear from this world, lest I be an eyesore to everyone.

I hate the way I operate right now. Grr. Go away.

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